I’m running late this morning. My brain is on overload. Too many and too much “sports” over the weekend. I came home from church and turned on the golf game and watched that to the end, then got into the Olympic games. The sun finally came out, and it was in the 50s at some point in the afternoon. I had a skiff of snow on the ground when I got up this morning. You never know what you’re going to get weather-wise when you live in Kentucky.

They were just ordinary everyday folks. Some lived in large cities; others resided in small towns or on isolated farms. Yet, for one brief moment in time they stood in the limelight, and their stories, some delightfully crafted to evoke laughter, others to awaken memories of long ago, became memorialized in newspaper articles, family histories and community narratives.

More snow this morning. I am so ready for spring. I am starting to bark I’ve been in my house for so long. Dobbs is the only one I see. I did get to church yesterday, which was good. Being with other human beings for a couple of hours saved both my religion and my sanity.
My children are as closed in as I. Ann lives down a long lane from the road and John lives up on a hill. But enough of my housebound whining. I am healthy, I haven’t been anyplace to catch the flu, and if I have lost my marbles talking to Dobbs, only she and I know about it.

These past few weeks, my husband and I have been doing a whole lot of nothing.
We both had a mini version of the flu around New Year’s, and his hung on for the rest of the month. So, we mostly spent time at home doing a whole lot of nothing, which turned out to be something.
One day we hosed off the back porch. One day my husband cleaned the kitchen.
We sat in the living room — a lot. We watched back-to-back-to-back reruns of “Law and Order,” the regular version as well as SVU and Criminal Intent.

We had another wonderful Sunday this week at Beech Grove.
Bro. Steve Delaney brought us an excellent sermon from Matthew 16:13-17 titled “Understandings God Would Have Us Gain.”
We would love to see you here at Beech Grove. We have services at 11 a.m. and 6 p.m., Sundays. Also, join us for Sunday school at 10 a.m. and 6 p.m., Wednesday, for prayer services. See you soon.

In 1800, several families from Virginia, led by John Carlock, William Swango, Jacob Walters, Sr. and John and David Alcorn settled in the valley near Two Mile and Eagle Creeks. These pioneers built their homes and businesses on the south side of Eagle Creek and called their community Ross’s Mill. A few years later, the growing village was known as Brock’s Station, possibly because a small fort (station) was erected in the area for protection against Indian attacks.

I didn’t write last week because my number one correspondent was out of the country. I had and have been sitting in my TV room with Dobbs watching television and reading for a month it seems. I did get to the library and got groceries one day. As you can see, nothing to write home about, but Wanda is back from her two-week cruise of the Caribbean with all kinds of exciting things to tell.